Qin Qi, the Corpse-Looter; Yu Xiaogang: This Is Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo, Perfect for Your Blue Silver Grass!

Qin Qi wandered through the crowd and soon found a target.

First, he disguised himself with Strangers at First Sight, then quietly approached using Sand-Treading Without Trace.

Finally, he used the first soul skill of the Formless Hand—Sleight of Hand—to steal the item back.

"If Sleight of Hand needs to break through a Soul Master's defenses, it consumes more Soul Power."

"But if it only has to get past something like clothing, the consumption is very low."

Qin Qi silently took note of this. After memorizing the man's appearance, he quietly left with the Soul Hunting Token.

When he reached the forest entrance, he presented the Soul Hunting Token to the Spirit Hall guards. After they verified that it was genuine, he entered without issue.

"Helping Soul Masters from small villages awaken for free, establishing Spirit Hall Academy."

"And they even set up Soul Beast reserves. Spirit Hall's policies and overall direction are way too on point!"

"If not for Bibi Dong, Spirit Hall would definitely unite the continent in the future!"

"Ah, having a good leader is just too important!"

Qin Qi could not help sighing. Spirit Hall's policies and overall direction were simply too correct.

They were clearly preparing to unify the continent. Then there were the empires.

They had completely given up, rotten to the core.

If there had been no Tang San, no Bibi Dong, and Spirit Hall had another reliable Pope...

Before long, this continent would have been called Martial Soul Continent.

As Qin Qi thought this, he soon heard the cries of Soul Beasts.

He concealed his aura and quietly snuck over.

When he arrived, he saw a group of people killing more than a dozen Ten-Year Soul Beasts.

"These guys are so annoying."

"They're wasting our time."

"Let's go, let's go."

After killing the Soul Beasts blocking their path, those Soul Masters left without any intention of absorbing the Soul Rings.

Those white Ten-Year Soul Rings were not worth absorbing at all.

"What a waste, such a waste!"

"So many Soul Rings, all wasted."

"Ah, forget it. I'm a frugal person, so I'll pick them up and make do with them."

After watching those people leave, Qin Qi stepped out and activated the Formless Hand.

He directly collected all those Soul Rings, then refined them in an instant!

More than a dozen white Soul Rings merged into Qin Qi's body, and he immediately felt his physical constitution improve.

At the same time, those white Soul Rings began merging on their own, more than a dozen becoming one.

They formed a yellow Hundred-Year Soul Ring.

"I stole one Hundred-Year Soul Ring from Xiao Wu and another from Yu Xiaogang."

"Now the white Soul Rings have condensed into another Hundred-Year Soul Ring."

"I've got three Hundred-Year Soul Rings now. Woohoo, I'm taking off!"

A smile spread across Qin Qi's face. Compared to conventional cultivation...

The Formless Hand was definitely more satisfying. Just take it, and take off immediately!

"I need to change my way of thinking. Why should I hunt Soul Beasts myself?"

"Wouldn't it be enough to just loot corpses?"

Qin Qi looked at the Soul Beast corpses on the ground. After thinking for a moment, he activated the Formless Hand.

He directly stole the Soul Beasts' essence.

"These are wolf-type Soul Beasts, and they don't seem very compatible with the Golden Saint Dragon."

"Forget it. Let's feed it to him and see."

Qin Qi summoned the Golden Saint Dragon, then fed it the wolf-type Soul Beasts.

"Luo luo... luo, awooo!"

After the Golden Saint Dragon devoured the essence of those wolf-type Soul Beasts, its appearance changed slightly.

Its round body slimmed down a little. At the same time, it grew long, slender claws, and its teeth became somewhat sharper.

"There's a little change, but only a little."

Qin Qi patted the Golden Saint Dragon's head. "We still need to keep working hard!"

"Awooo."

The Golden Saint Dragon let out a cute howl and rubbed its head against Qin Qi's hand.

Over the following days, Qin Qi continued looting corpses to grow stronger.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Yu Xiaogang was leading Tang San in search of a suitable Soul Ring.

"Xiao San, this is Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo. Its defining trait is toughness, so it's perfect for your Blue Silver Grass. Hurry up and absorb it."

After entering the Soul Hunting Forest, Yu Xiaogang wandered around for a while and spotted a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo. He immediately spoke.

He knew that a Soul Master's first Soul Ring was important, and that there was a huge difference between a ten-year ring and a hundred-year ring.

But so what? What prospects could a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul possibly have?

It would already be good enough to get a Hundred-Year Soul Ring.

As for Innate Full Soul Power, hmph, trash was still trash.

Innate Full Soul Power merely meant he had gotten lucky.

If Yu Xiaogang himself had possessed Innate Full Soul Power, he would have long since become famous across the continent!

"..."

Tang San lowered his head without speaking. He had yet to learn any Soul Master theory.

He did not know the differences between Soul Rings, nor did he know the importance of the first Soul Ring.

But instinctively, he sensed a problem from Yu Xiaogang's attitude.

He felt that the first Soul Ring this man had found for him definitely was not anything good.

At that moment, Tang Hao, who was hiding in the shadows and observing, could not help clenching his fists.

"You damn Yu Xiaogang!"

"You call yourself a master, yet you want my son to choose Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo!"

"I fucking want to smash you to death with one hammer!"

Tang Hao gritted his teeth. Right now, he wanted nothing more than to go out and crush the fifty-year-old Yu Xiaogang with one blow of his hammer.

Then let Tang San absorb Yu Xiaogang's Soul Ring.

"No. Even though Xiao San only awakened that worthless Blue Silver Grass, he still can't absorb Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo."

"I need to find him a better Soul Beast. Maybe after absorbing a Soul Beast..."

"Xiao San's Second Martial Soul will awaken!"

When Tang Hao first heard about the Second Martial Soul, he furiously beat Tang San.

But after calming down and thinking it over, he realized that a child born in a village...

How could he know about a second Martial Soul? How could he possibly lie about having one?

The more Tang Hao considered it, the more something felt wrong. He was beginning to believe that his son might really have a Second Martial Soul.

Perhaps it had failed to awaken due to some innate deficiency, but might awaken later!

The moment Tang Hao thought of this, he acted. He went deep into the forest and directly captured a Hundred-Year Datura Snake.

"The master should be a level twenty-nine Soul Master. Handling a Hundred-Year Datura Snake shouldn't be a problem for him."

Thinking this, Tang Hao released a faint trace of his aura, frightening the Datura Snake into fleeing.

The Datura Snake rapidly rushed toward Tang San and the others.

"Something's coming!"

Tang San immediately sensed that something was wrong and revealed a wary expression.

"Xiao San, what are you doing? Hurry up and absorb the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo."

"I still have things to do after we finish absorbing the Soul Ring and head back."

Yu Xiaogang frowned at the motionless Tang San, his expression turning dissatisfied.

What did this brat mean? Was he questioning Yu Xiaogang's theory?

If Yu Xiaogang told him to absorb Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo, then he should obediently absorb it.

Why was he just standing there blankly?!

At that moment, the Datura Snake charged over, its body giving off the sweet, fishy scent unique to snake venom.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

"It's a Datura Snake!"

"Come out, Luo Sanpao!"

The instant Yu Xiaogang saw the Datura Snake, his face turned pale with fright. He immediately summoned Luo Sanpao.